Passion Play (A Reflection)*
treachery takes strange forms in this,
the devil's answer to their prayers.
Two millennia before, a kiss
betokened a nailing. Not much since has happened
to mar the efficacy of this sly stratagem,
whose satin edge is just as sharpened
as when Judas bussed his Master's hem.
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*The title has little to do with the Biblical one. It suggested itself because I used the Judas story: more as a pun.
Labels: poetry
4 Comments:
How true, indeed!
excellent!
...we'll have to dub you st.james very soon, monsignore oops monsieur band, what with all these allusions! would like to see more of the prophet!
'bussing' very topical too (if i may allude inelegantly)!
Prags..sigh..yes. N.A., thank you very much :)
Manisha, as long as you don't call me St.Jim, like Eliza :)
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